Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Brunei and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Au Pairs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bill Wells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zapp,
Main Source,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fear,
Grey Daturas,
Joe Finger,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Parry Music,
Jandek,
The Blues Magoos,
Joe Smooth,
Essential Logic,
Carl Craig,
Ohio Players,
Al Stewart,
Eli Mardock,
James White and The Blacks,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Germs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Malaria!,
Deakin,
The Grass Roots,
The Move,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Severed Heads,
Ultimate Spinach,
Inner City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Arthur Verocai,
kango's stein massive,
Monks,
Erasure,
Drexciya,
Rufus Thomas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Y Pants,
Dual Sessions,
U.S. Maple,
Pantytec,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Accadde A,
Black Sheep,
Crispian St. Peters,
Todd Rundgren,
The Zeros,
Charles Mingus,
The Offenders,
The Electric Prunes,
The Residents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
ABC,
Soul II Soul,
Easy Going,
Wings,
Spandau Ballet,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.